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I recently read Maura Quint’s “The Entirety of My Thoughts As I Eat My Son’s Mac and Cheese Dinner,” cleaned my children’s bedrooms and closet-size playroom, and was then inspired to write this: Didn’t 4 year olds work in fields 150 years ago? Probably not. That actually sounds awful. But still, mine should at least […]

As I imagine most children do, Sophie goes through phases favoring toys. She fell in love with paper dolls awhile ago, and lately, she’s back in love. Perhaps now it’s a deeper love given that she’s able to more easily cut out hats, dresses, cloaks and accessories. Initially, though, the cutting part was hard. And […]

About 10 minutes ago Owen and James ran downstairs and started shouting something about a concert. “What?” I asked. “We have a concert for you!” they said. “Come upstairs to our concert!” They were so excited. And so was I. How imaginative! They did it all on their own! And I had heard no screaming […]

I recently had a routine physical examination with Dr. Owen Uhl. As he was peering into my (dark brown) eyes with his toy ophthalmoscope he said, “Hmm. They’re a little bit chocolate-y. But that’s OK.” “In nothing do men more nearly approach the gods than in giving health to men.” —Cicero

In addition to the three bedrooms and one bath on our second floor there is a small, maybe 8×10 room that the previous owners used as a walk-in closet. We live in a foursquare, which means our first floor consists of an entry, living room, dining room and kitchen. There’s no big finished basement. The […]

I remember the stuffed animals and dolls I slept with, when I was little. I remember making caves for them with my blanket and legs. I remember feeling guilty about who slept next to me, who did not, and who fell to the floor in the middle of the night. My grandma once told me […]

It took me a good 30 minutes to get all three kids dressed to go outside for just a small bit of snow. The boys had never worn boots before, and it was a struggle to shove their feet into them. (I was so thankful for the boots though, hand-me-downs—as are many of the things […]